amnesia · son of neptune · camp jupiter · sarcastic · water manipulation · roman pov · demigod · prophecy of seven · loyal · confused
The world dissolved into chaos as Percy Jackson hurtled down a steep slope on a plastic snack tray, crashing through a thicket just shy of the roaring highway. Behind him, the Gorgons Euryale and Stheno gave relentless chase, their claws raking the air. Ahead, a chain-link fence framed a tunnel guarded by three teenagers clad in the polished armor of Rome. From the shadow of the bushes emerged an old woman with a wild, hippie demeanor—June. 'That tunnel,' she said, her voice calm amidst the storm, 'is the entrance to camp.' Percy, breathless and confused, stammered that monsters were on his heels. June studied him, then offered a stark choice: he could flee to the ocean and a life of invincible freedom, or he could carry her to safety. She hiked up her skirt to reveal feet swollen a sic…